I gues m zapd nto one of those days wen i wana throw up. And its all becoz of a pair of pink chucks.
Der s a story to tel bt i dnt knw if its worth telling anymore. I kept telling myself to shake it off. I was. I am. Its working and i can feel myself bouncing back. Bt jus wen i am successfully distracted, memories come flushing in. And i go tumbling back, down on my knees, ready to make my dinner knwn to everyone. Bummer... good thing m watching "numbers." i am entertaind as well as
distracted.
Come to think of it y should i waste my time thinking of things dat has long been laid to rest. -or has it been jus me who hasnt. Damn!
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